She couldn't say to Song Yimian directly, "Your lips look very kissable, can you kiss them······?"

It's like a pervert, blatantly playing hooligan.

Besides, there are so many students from No. 1 Middle School in the car, and there are not a few people who know or have seen Song Yimian, and she can't say such things in public, otherwise she will definitely be famous in school tomorrow.

"Really?" Song Yimian still didn't give up, "I saw you staring at my face for a long time."

「······」 Tao You looked back at him at this time.

"And what are you looking at me?" She asked rhetorically.

If you're not looking at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?

Song Yimian didn't hesitate much, and then spoke, "Look at your good looks."

"Wow!" Tao You blushed at his straightforward words, glared at him vigilantly, and then quietly looked around.

Just arrived at a stop, the horn sounded in the car, and it did not attract the attention of others.

Under Song Yimian's gaze, Tao You slowly raised his hand and touched his cheek, "I, there's something on my face?"

Could it be that Song Yimian is hinting that her face is dirty?

She wiped her face haphazardly, "And now?"

Song Yimian looked down and smiled helplessly, "Well, it's good-looking."

"It's better than it was just now."

"I warn you, don't talk nonsense!" She was flustered in her heart, and she couldn't understand that this was actually what Song Yimian would say, so she hurriedly interrupted to warn him.

I'm afraid this person is not stupid, and he can still hear such words from his mouth.

Tao You felt a burst of horror, and looked at Song Yimian's eyes a little strange.

Song Yimian saw Tao You looking at him with a foolish look, so he guessed that she didn't believe what she said, but he was not in a hurry, anyway, there was time for her to believe it.

There were several high schools on this street, and only a group of students went down, and then another group of students came up, and there was no quiet moment in the bus.

Tao You leaned on the car and tilted his head to look out the window.

This month, the air conditioner is also turned on in the bus, forming a large temperature difference with the outside, and the glass windows are covered with a layer of white water mist, which is a little stuffy.

The scenery outside the window is also hazy in his eyes, just like Tao You looking at Song Yimian, hazy, and he can't guess his true thoughts.

After getting out of the car, Tao You hurried all the way home, and Song Yi reluctantly strode behind Tao You, no matter how he looked at it, he walked very easily.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything amazing along the way, and Tao You couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "I'll go up first, goodbye."

When he arrived downstairs, Tao You turned around and waved to Song Yimian, and when he was about to enter the corridor, he was stopped by Song Yimian again.

"Good night." Song Yimian waited for Tao You to look back at him before waving his hand unhurriedly.

Tao You didn't say anything, turned around and entered the elevator.

Song Yimian waited for the lights upstairs to turn on, and stared up for a few seconds before he laughed secretly and turned to go home.

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"Xiao You, are you alright?"

As soon as Tao You entered the house, he locked himself in the room and locked the door.

Dad Tao was worried that something had happened to her, so he knocked on the door and asked.

Tao You buried his whole face in the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "I'm fine."

"Tell Daddy something!" Father Tao frowned and stood at the door of the room for a long time, making sure that Tao You was not crying inside, and then went back to the master bedroom.

There was no air conditioning in the room, the windows were wide open, and the cold wind poured in, but Tao You lay on the bed as if he was not afraid of the cold, motionless for a while, until he was almost out of breath before turning over.

Her mind became extremely cluttered from the moment she looked at Song Yimian in the classroom. And then there's the conversation on the bus......

Tao Youyou thought about it, the corners of his mouth began to rise involuntarily, and then he hugged the pillow and kicked his legs hard to express the excitement in his heart.

If Hong Xiqi is here, he will definitely make a little fun of it.

She really wanted to be

Ask Song Yimian clearly, and you don't have to guess wildly here, and you may not guess right in the end.

But she didn't have the courage to confront Song Yimian face to face, she was afraid that she would hear the answer that made her distressed again.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time until her eyes ached, and when she closed her eyes, a drop of clear liquid slipped from the corner of her eye.

"Annoying!" She threw herself on the bed, messing up the quilt.

The ugly doll placed in the corner of the bed moved to the middle of the bed and smiled at Tao You.

Tao You pulled the doll, held it up in front of him, and slapped the doll in the face a few times, "You say, Song Yimian is not very annoying, obviously he said that he doesn't like me anymore, why do you want to do these things that make people think about it!"

"And that Ding Dongyi," she suddenly remembered what happened in the self-study class, and her heart was annoyed, and she felt more and more that Song Yimian was a complete scumbag, "The last time she competed, she said that about Gu Yi, and now he can still chat with her without incident?!" Feelings, we have become that bad guy! You're a good person! Your heart is kind!"

She grabbed the doll's arm and fell on the bed several times, but before she could get angry, she clenched her fist and smashed it into the doll's face, as if the doll's face was Song Yimian.

"your good guy!" She threw the doll on the ground and kicked her foot.

But after less than half a minute, she bent down again to pick up the doll, carefully patted the ash on it, and put it back next to the pillow.

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The next morning, before the class started, the head teacher took the textbook and walked into the classroom before the bell rang for the morning self-study.

"Whoever hands in their homework waits." She sneered at her classmates walking around, "Early self-study is the time for you to hand in your homework?!"

When they pushed back to their seats, the head teacher propped his hands on the podium table, continued to sweep the class, and finally landed on Ding Dongyi for a few seconds before he said coldly, "I won't say more nonsense." You should all know what I'm talking about."

"A week after the start of school, I didn't care about your evening self-study, and I will do something for me right away." As she spoke, she habitually sorted out the chalk on the podium.

The classmates all looked at their noses and noses, and no one dared to talk.

"Originally, I thought that you were tired after a day of studying, and I didn't see it when I bought a little supper or something during the evening self-study. Let's eat something in the evening, so that you can study better," the head teacher put his hands on his chest, "But you don't seem to know the difference between priorities and priorities! I trust you so much, and what happened!"

"Have you calculated the cost of this week's supper? I'll count it for you!" The head teacher took out his mobile phone, "The barbecue on Dongcheng Street is 65 per capita; signs of limited cakes, forty-one per capita; 'Porridge per porridge' has so many flavors of porridge, thirty-two per capita; Sushi, eighty-three per capita. You have so much pocket money, or do you think we have a lot of money and no place to use it?!" The head teacher counted everything, and the more the students heard it, the more panicked they became, they thought it was too expensive, but they didn't expect so much money.

They couldn't help but quietly look at Ding Dongyi, wondering where she got so much money.

"The food is so good! Why don't you go up with the results?!"

The head teacher questioned, a pair of eagle eyes scanned the whole class, and the other students who passed by outside the classroom all muttered and looked in.

"Tell me more, did you tell your family about such a good supper?" The head teacher continued to ask questions, tapping his right index finger on the edge of the podium table.

"......" was silent, and the sound of reading outside the window became more and more harsh.

"I asked in the group last night and found out, except for the first time when I mentioned the matter of supper in the group, you haven't told your family once. It's so good to eat, why don't you share it with your parents?!"

The class bell rang at this time, and the head teacher exhaled heavily, "I don't want to waste my class time because of this."

She picked up the textbook, slammed it on the lectern table again, and said sharply with a disappointed face, "Since you can't even do this trust, then you don't have to eat supper in the future, just like other classes."

"One review per person, medium

Before noon, the deputy squad leader will collect it."

"Class!"

The class teacher opens the textbook.

The sound of turning the book came out of the sparse below, but there was no attempt to resist, or muttering dissatisfaction.

"Hey, that's God." Hong Xiqi took out the full review book from the belly of the table at the same table, and there was a ray of adoration in his eyes, "You really guessed it."

Hong Xiqi shook her hair, "I'll just pinch my fingers."

"Buckle." The head teacher curled his fingers and tapped the blackboard hard, "Cheer up! Stop talking!" She said, her eyes swept this way.

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When the bell rang for the end of class, there was no trace of joy on the faces of the students in the class, and they were all used to the teacher dragging the class until the last second of recess.

The head teacher finished the question in his hand, closed the textbook, clapped his hands, and surprisingly did not delay the class.

Under the puzzled and surprised gaze of everyone, the head teacher took the textbook and prepared to go out.

"Ding Dongyi, come to the office." The moment before leaving the classroom, the head teacher stood in front of the door and turned around and shouted.

The classmate, who was just about to make a fuss, swallowed back the cry that had rushed to his throat, and folded the corner of the textbook with itchy hands.

The classmates who were about to sprint to the toilet were forced to retreat to their seats, clutching their stomachs and shaking their feet.

When Ding Dongyi heard his name, his face turned pale, he hung his head deeply, and under the gaze of everyone, he got up and walked out.

"Others, hand in your homework quickly." After the head teacher gave the order, he went to the office.

When it was confirmed that the head teacher was far away, the class became calm and commotion.

"Damn, I have to write a review again. I wrote more reviews in the first half of the year than I wrote in the previous seven years combined."

"How happy I was when I ate, how sad I am now."

"Whoever has a similar review, borrow it from me!"

"Yo, it's a class review again, your class is too united, unlike our class." Gu Yi put his hands behind his back, and the uncle wandered into a class as if he was visiting the park, and he didn't forget to laugh, "Write well, don't be lazy."

「......」

Tao You tore off a piece of composition paper and handed it to Song Yimian, but he stuffed it to Gu Yi, who was looking for something to eat in Hong Xiqi's schoolbag in front of him.

"What?" Gu Yi chewed beef jerky in his mouth, stared at him, and took the initiative to take the composition paper in confusion.

Song Yimian handed the homework book to the group leader, glanced at Gu Yi, who was folding the composition paper into tofu blocks, and said coldly, "Write a review."

Gu Yi was stunned for a moment, then threw the hot composition paper back to Song Yimian, stared at him, and raised his voice in disbelief, "Why should I write a review?!" I'm not from your class!" As he spoke, the minced beef in his mouth squirted out, drawing a perfect parabola in mid-air, and a few more fell on Song Yimian's table, with shiny saliva on them.

Song Yimian leaned back, and his cold face instantly darkened.

Gu Yi hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the table, and took two wet wipes to wipe them a few times, "Accidentally, accidentally, who asked you to stimulate me at this time."

Song Yimian stared at the small piece of tabletop, and wanted to sawn off the piece of wood in disgust.

"This week's supper, which time did you not eat my share?"

"Also, remember to transfer me the supper money when the time comes."

Gu Yi choked, stretched out his neck and finally swallowed the piece of beef jerky stuck in his throat, then made a painful look, and quickly touched Song Yimian's forehead, "Song Yimian, how did you say such cold words with your body temperature of thirty-seven degrees."

Song Yimian took out his homework book unhurriedly and corrected it with a serious attitude, "Classmate Gu, a man, you should dare to do it. We can't shirk our responsibilities."

"Gu Yi, you're so thick-skinned." Hong Xiqi sighed and sighed.

A dazzling firework burst out of Tao You's mind, and she asked in a slightly anxious tone, "Your supper is all Gu Yi eat?"

Song Yi was surprised

He heard an unexpected joy in this question, and although he didn't know where this joy came from, he nodded obediently and explained, "Yes. I don't eat after exercising."

"You forgot?" He cautiously continued to ask, observing Tao You's expression.

Tao You reacted from the joy and patted his thigh, "That's right!"

I don't know if Ding Dongyi is good, every time they buy supper, they have to go to the team for training.

Thinking about it so sensitively, Ding Dongyi's behavior of buying supper seems to have another meaning.

It's just that she probably didn't think that someone had the habit of not liking to eat after exercising.

Tao You hooked his lips and smirked again.

Looking at her silly appearance, it seems that she suddenly remembered this matter after her own reminder, and in her heart, she seems to be no different from others, and even inferior to Gu Yi······

Song Yimian glanced at the little beef jerky left in Gu Yi's hand, which was given to him by Tao You just now, a large piece, Hong Xiqi had it, but he didn't share it with himself.

He hid the loss in his eyes and lowered his head. But after thinking about it, I felt aggrieved for a while, Hong Xiqi just forget it, Gu Yi? Why is he!

Song Yimian thought so, and the more he looked at Gu Yi's round face, the more annoyed he became, and quietly stretched out his leg and kicked Gu Yi's chair from under the table.

Gu Yi was so frightened that he grabbed the back of the chair with both hands, his eyes were wide, and his eyes were full of horror, even so, he didn't forget to stuff the last bit of beef jerky into his mouth and hold the schoolbag firmly in his arms.

"What are you doing?!" Gu Yi thought that Song Yimian was because of the review, so he pursed his lips and said, "I write, I write!" As for being so angry."